(violent j) all night, find me robbin your jewels, settin fires, damaging and breakin into schools in the darkness, it’s much easier to be heartless, breakin the window out the lincoln, and screwdriver start this muggin people droppin on ’em from street lights, stab ’em with garden tools, or beat ’em with pipes so dont come out, stay inside cozy and tucked and if im breakin in, ya old lady’s gettin… f-cked
(saggy) all day, car jacks get out the van, as soon a they step out, i pop ’em anyway “blammm!” i rob liquor stores with a lil’ 22 hold, i know its nothing but it’s something when its bustin’ at your nose sunny days, i hit up the brach with cleats on, and stomp b-tches in they -ss tryna tan in they thongs all dat, see me f-ckin’ hookers at truck stops, and then i kill ’em ’cause that’s where my buck stops
(violent j) all night, im wicked and i got the power, bloodsheds on the wall during the witching hour in the darkness, see me ride by in an impala draggin’ some f-ck -ss by his foot and hear him hala in the night time, i take what’s rightfully mine, i run through emergency rooms and sever life lines f-ck the lime light, i’m the one i need to impress, with a dubble dip, swinging ax chop to your chest!
(sh-ggy) all day, i’m sellin’ c-ke laced joints to little kids, im a clown in a milk truck handlin’ biz in the sunshine, i been known to take shots at the po, i’m in the bushes with the camouflage on and rifle scope all day, i’m wicked, i keep it horrorfying, ax murderer some kid and his dad kite flying i knock the f-ckin’ mail man out on the gr-ss and burned holes in his face with the magnifying gl-ss
(violent j) all night, i fly like a vamipire bat, and murder people telling stoyies where there the camp fires at blame it on the moonlight or blame it on the boogie, i shot the motherf-ckin’ sheriff and his deputy rookie when it’s dark out, i hit the streets in the shadows and grab yos, and boogie the woogie and stab hoes dont even give me a pound when you see this clown, you gettin’ cut the f-ck up and chopped the f-ck down!
(sh-ggy) all day, catch me picnicing with b-tches in the park, right before i icepick ’em in the heart 24/7, if it aint us it’s somebody gettin’ bl–dy, wicked clowns aint the only ones nutty buddy catch me, tounge kissin’ a severed head, catch me burying another b-tch dead behind a shed it doesnt matter, night or day, all around the clock, violent j and sh-ggy chop, chop, chop, chop! ya gonna die
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